Like a Gingerbread village Smashed by an angry child The broken pieces lay Scattered across the desert. ~/#^//~•º#~
Every shard a broken dream And hopeless vision of the future. Every pile of crumpled!rubble Hides beneath it bleak tomorrows. ~/#^//~•ª#~
What can ever be constructed From the frac tur ed shards of Hopelessness and heartless evil. That bar the road to being whole again. ljm
Took me well over an hour shifting words 2 spaces this way and 4 spaces that way. The way you post it is not the way it shows up when you save it. That's so frustrating. One of the reasons I never try this format for HP stuff.